Miami is Nice, So I’ll Live There Twice… Miami!
If you read this post’s headline and immediately thought, “GOLDEN GIRLS!,” well, bravo! We should definitely be friends in real life if we’re not already, because, well, GOLDEN GIRLS.
If you read this post’s headline and immediately thought, “GOLDEN GIRLS!,” well, bravo! We should definitely be friends in real life if we’re not already, because, well, GOLDEN GIRLS.
To most mid-Atlantic dwellers “down the shore” implies sandy days at the beach, swimming in the Atlantic Ocean and sunburned noses, and evening strolls along the boardwalk complete with lotsa junk food and the occasional ride.
I can’t say I love Coney Island, but I can say it stops me in my tracks, makes me think a moment. To my eye, Coney Island is a monstrous mix of gritty, glittery, weird and heartbreaking. Here’s why.
Ah, Martha’s Vineyard. The very name conjures images of windswept beaches and Kennedy family scandals. If you’re considering a trip, peek at my guide for experiencing the best of the Vineyard in 48 hours or less.
It’s been a year of amazing sunsets in extraordinary locales. But what ranks as one of the most romantic sunsets of them? I can thank a swanky, Parisian-style boat cruise around Manhattan and Mother Nature’s Supermoon for that treat.
For 2 digital nomads on a budget, landing the perfect NYC summer sublet would be nothing less than a gift straight from the New York City gods. And despite the odds stacked against us — we did it! Take a peek inside our latest digs.
Nearly a month into my newest location independent jaunt in New York City, I’ll give you a glimpse of Gotham’s highlights in the summer season. Thinking of planning a trip this summer? This could be your inspiration!
I was downright giddy to finally visit Portland, ME, said by those in the know to be one of America’s top food cities. Eat and see the city’s sights with my top picks for Portland.
The Maine fantasy I concocted began years ago, and like most of my fantasies, I have absolutely no idea from whence it sprung or why. It just … felt oh-so right. Did the reality live up to the dream?
With my South American exploits safely behind me, it’s time to focus on the next destination in my location independent adventures: my former haunt, New York City. “Why, oh why are you returning?” The question keeps being asked. Here’s my answer…
Like honey attracts flies and Justin Bieber inexplicably attracts tweens, it seems my lot in life is to attract naked neighbors.
I’ve said before that I’m my favorite version of myself when I travel, and I want to see that side of myself again, and soon.